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Chapter 43 Injured during the game

Luo Xuanming lowered his eyes slightly, covering the complicated emotions in his eyes, "If you don't want to, why should I make it difficult for you."

Turns out he knew...

For a moment, Meng Qinghe's mood was extremely complicated. He took the soup to condition his body, drank it, and pursed his lips: "I'm sorry."

If she had killed Luo Xuanming by mistake in her previous life, she would not feel guilty or find it difficult to face it after finding out.

But things are different now...

She remembered what she saw in the Sky-Peeping Mirror, that group of people believed in the rumors and destroyed the Meng family in order to eat the blood bead without understanding the situation.

Now think about it, what is the difference between her and that group of people?
Without understanding the truth of that year, he went to destroy the Demon Lord, who was the most powerful and the best ruler of the Demon Clan in ten thousand years...

And Luo Xuanming is still Brother Ye...

Meng Qinghe avoided looking at him, and the complicated and dull emotions spread in his heart, which was really uncomfortable.

Seeing that she was really unhappy, Luo Xuanming couldn't pretend any longer, so he leaned forward and hugged her, "If Madam feels guilty about me, why don't you make all the cakes you have drawn before come true in the future?"

Meng Qinghe: "..."

The key is that when she dealt with Luo Xuanming before, she didn't take it to heart at all. How can she remember what she said now?
Seeing her delayed response, Luo Xuanming narrowed his eyes: "Madam, you don't want to?"

Facing his slightly threatening eyes, Meng Qinghe hesitated for a moment, "Okay, then you can't lock me up anymore."

Staying at home these days, I don’t know how many miraculous medicines I have taken.

However, there are indeed many benefits. The spiritual energy in the body is purer and richer, and the cultivation speed is obviously faster than before.

Luo Xuanming nodded and said "Yes", his dark eyes fell on the vermilion lips, and his tone was meaningful: "Then...are we reconciled now?"

Meng Qinghe raised his eyebrows, took out the Heaven-Seeing Mirror from the space and shook it, and said in a tone that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "You have such a deep calculation!"

Luo Xuanming lowered his head and leaned closer, "I am also doing this to clear my grievances."

"I never expected that the mighty Demon Lord would be so in love." She raised her hand to stand between the two of them and looked directly at him, "Are you really not angry? I have killed you with my own hands."

"I'm angry, I'm almost angry to death." Luo Xuanming grabbed her wrist and put the belt around his waist, getting closer in an instant.

"But you were also deceived into thinking that I was the enemy of the genocide. You didn't really want to kill me. Seeing that you are young and ignorant, I will be generous and forgive you."

As he spoke, he bowed his head to her ear, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "This is just this time, if Madam doesn't trust me again in the future, she will be punished."

The warm breath sprayed out, and Meng Qinghe subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You finally admit that you are old."

Luo Xuanming: "..."

"Madam, please don't talk nonsense. I am only in my weak years now." Luo Xuanming raised the corner of his mouth, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, "I am younger, but my health is as good as ever."

"You really don't...well..." He leaned down and pressed his thin lips against hers. What Meng Qinghe wanted to say was blocked by him.

Looking at the enlarged handsome face in front of him and the smiling eyes of the other man, Meng Qinghe's heart trembled slightly. He put his hands on his neck and fell back...

Two hours later.

Not long after Meng Qinghe woke up, he saw Luo Xuanming walking in from outside, seemingly carrying a box of cakes in his hand.

It's just that his face is not very pretty, and his thick eyebrows are tightly knitted.The two looked at each other, and Luo Xuanming moved his lips, as if he had something to say.

"Did Lingshi lose?" Meng Qinghe guessed.

Otherwise, his face would be so ugly, but after thinking about it carefully, I think it's impossible. It's just tens of millions of spirit stones, so it's not that big of a deal.

Luo Xuanming put the pastry on the table, thought about it for a while and then said: "No, you guessed all the rankings in the competition. It was your mother... who was injured in the competition."

Meng Qinghe sat up suddenly and frowned: "With the Glazed Pagoda on her body, how could she be easily injured?!"

Luo Xuanming explained softly: "That boy from the Mo family picked your mother to fight. During the competition, he carried the clan's treasure, the Devouring Bow."

The power cannot be underestimated!
At this time, Meng Qinghe's face turned ugly, it was him again!
It seems that his desire to kill his parents is not something that will happen in the future at all. He may have already thought about it now and is just waiting for the opportunity.

Meng Qinghe didn't have time to think about it, so he packed up and ran out quickly. Luo Xuanming followed closely behind him, holding her waist with one hand and flying with his sword to Ji's house.

At the same time, the servants of the Ji family were all in a panic, with a doctor coming and going behind them.

Outside the elegant courtyard, the Ji family looked grave, and next to them were the Zhou family, who showed concern.

Until the eldest elder of the Ji family opened the door and walked out, everyone gathered together and saw that his face was extremely ugly. He bent down and said: "Master, the eldest lady..."

He looked like he was hesitating to speak, which made everyone even more anxious.

"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Head Ji's face was serious.

The elder nodded: "The eldest lady's Dantian was affected by the power of the artifact, and her cultivation... her cultivation has dissipated."

As soon as these words came out, the heavy aura that filled the surroundings became even weirder.

The great elder's eyes flashed slightly, and he explained again: "The speed is extremely fast, there is no time to stop it."

It’s not that he doesn’t try his best!

"Rourou is an ordinary person now?!" The head of the Ji family inadvertently shrank his pupils slightly, and his face was so dark that ink dripped from his face.

Ji Anfan next to him changed his face in shock: "Is there no way to stop it?
My little sister’s cultivation has been completely destroyed now. She has suffered such a serious injury. If she doesn’t have the spiritual power to sustain herself, even if she has the best panacea, I’m afraid...”

He didn't say the next words, but everyone present knew it.

The elder shook his head lightly and couldn't help but sigh: "I just hope that the eldest lady can get through it and start practicing again in the future."

Then he told Ji Anfan: "Go to the warehouse to get some spiritual root repair elixir and feed it to her. As for whether it has any effect..."

Hearing this, Ji Anfan's usually smiling face was now gloomy and terrifying. What the Great Elder meant by this was that a dead horse was used as a live doctor!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but clenched his hands hanging on his sides into fists. No matter how much he endured, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, so he turned around and ran out.

"Stop!" Master Ji shouted loudly.

As if he had guessed where Ji Anfan was going, the head of the Ji family snorted coldly: "With your current level of cultivation, do you want to go to the Mo family to seek justice?"

Ji Anfan's eyes were firm: "Then Mo Huachuan did it on purpose! He chose Rourou without choosing among so many people. How could Rourou beat him with her cultivation?
He will definitely win if the two of them fight!Mo Huachuan used the divine weapon, was he deliberately trying to make Rourou become a loser in the future?He did it on purpose! "

The head of the Ji family naturally knew it in his heart. He gritted his molar teeth and said, "Then what can you do? Not to mention becoming a useless person in a family competition, it is possible to die on the spot!"

(End of this chapter)